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THE DUTCH RECRUIT; 



THE BLUE AND GRAY, 

AN ORIGINAL ALLEGORICAL DRAMA OF THE CIVIL 
WAR OF 1861-66. 

IN FIVE ACTS, 



J. T. VEGIARD. 

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THE DUTCH EEOEUIT, OK THE BLUE AND GRAY. 



CHAKACTERS. '? ^ (K^ A 






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Deitrich Vonderspeck (The Dutch Recruit) 

Col. Sl. Leon (a loyal Southerner) 

Harry Pearson (a Union Spy) 

Frank Duncan (The Guerrilla Chieftain) 

John Harker (St. Leon's Overseer, afterwards a Guerrilla) 

Charles White (Harry's friend, a Union Scout) 

Teddy O'Connor (a son of the Old Sod) 

General (Commanding U. S Forces) 

Col. Franklin (of the U. S. Army) 

Uncle Ned (an Octogenarian) 

General (Commanding C. S. Forces) 

Sam (one of the Bones of Contention) 

Alex. Burt (A Lieutenant of Guerrillas) 

Prisoner (at Belle Isle) 

Maude St. Leon (a loyal lady, daughter of St. Leon) 

Mrs. St. Leon (Wife of the Colonel) 

Goddess of Liberty 

Officers U. S. A. Officers C. S. A. Citizens, Soldiers, 
Bushwhackers, Prisoners, etc., etc. 



STA GE DIRECTIONS. 

R., means Right; i.., Left; r. h., Right Hand; l. h., Left Hand; c, Centre; s. e,; 
[2d E.,] Sec nu Entrance; u. e., Upper Entrance; m. d.. Middle Door; v., the Flat. 
D. F., Door in Flat; R. c, Right of Centre; L. c, Left of Centre. 

R. E. c. c. L. c. L. 

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THE DUTCH RECRUIT. 



COSTUMES. 



Col. St. Leon. Plain gray, or light suit, broad hat, cane. 

Harry Pearson. Act 1, Scene 1 — Riding suit, light. 
Scene 3 — Hunting suit. Act 2 — Dark suit, cape. Act If,, 
Scene 3 — Torn shirt and pants, old shoes. Scene Jf, and 5 — 
Gray jacket, slouch hat. Act 5 — Same as Act 2, with head 
bandaged. 

Frank Duncan. Gray officer's suit, sword, etc. 

John Harker. Act 1, Scene 1 — Light suit, slouch hat, 
broad white collar and cuffs, heavy whip. Scene 2 — Gray 
officer's suit, sword, etc. 

Deitrich. Act 1 — Common overalls. Act 2 — Old Union 
uniform, large front piece on cap, gun. Act ^ — Calico dress, 
dutch bonnet. Act 6 — Same as Act 2. 

Charles White. Hunting suit. Act i, Scene 3-i — 
White wig and whiskers, long coat, broad hat and cane. 

Teddy. Act 1 — Knee pants, overshirt, old silk hat. 
Acts 2, Jf, and 5 — Gray jacket, slouch hat, gun. 

Alex. Burt. Act 1 — Rough citizen's dress. Acts 2, ^ 
cmd 5 — Officers gray suit, sword, etc. 

General U. S. A. Heavy overcoat, revolver, side arms. 

Col. Franklin. Heavy overcoat, revolver, side arms. 

General C\ S. A. Full dress Confederate gray, sword etc. 

Uncle Ned. Act 1 — Short pants, shoes and stockings, 
checkered shirt, sleeves rolled up, curled white wig. Act 
2 — Long coat, old white silk hat. 

Sam. Act 1 — Livery, top boots, etc. 

Prisoners. Old olue uniforms. 

Soldiers U. S. A. Blue blouses, fatigue caps, light 
blue pants. 

Soldiers C. S. A. and Guerrillas. Gray suits, slouch 
hats. 

Maude St. Leon. Act 1, Scene 1 — Riding habit, whip. 
Scene 5-6 — Light house dress. Act J^ — Dark dress, cloak 
or shawl, hat. Act 5 — Dark dress. 

Mrs. St. Leon. House dress for old lady, spectacles. 
Acts J{.-5 — Dark dress, cloak or shawl, hat. 

Goddess of Liberty. Full Goddess dress. 



THE DUTCH RECRUIT. 

SCENE PLOT. 



ACT L 

Scene 1 — Garden or landscape in 4tli grooves. 
Scene '2 — Landscape or street in 1st grooves. 
Scene 3 — Plain room or kitchen in 3d grooves. 
Scene ^ — Landscape or street in Lst grooves. 
Scene 5 — Parlor in 2d grooves. 
Scene 6 — Same as scene 1st. 

ACT 11. 

Scene 1 — Log house or kitchen in 4th grooves. 
Scene 2 — Landscape in 2d grooves. 
Scene 3 — ^AVood in 1st grooves. 
Scene i — Log house or kitchen in 4th — Same as 
scene 1st. 

ACT in. 

Scene 1 — Landscape, full depth of Stage for drill. 

ACT lY. 

Scene 1 — Garden or landscape in 4th grooves, same 

as scene 1st, act 1st. 
Scene 2 — Landscape in 1st grooves. 
Scene 3 — Stockade in 3d grooves. 
Scene Jf — Landscape in 1st grooves. 
Scene 5 — Eocky Pass in 4th grooves. 

'ACT V. 

Scene 1 — Dark wood or rocky pass in 4th grooves. 
Scene 2 — Wood in 2d grooves, 
Scen^ 3 — Same as scene 1st. 



THE DUTCH RECRUIT ; 

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ACT 1. 

SCENE 1 — Garden or Landscajpe in ^/ Set house L. 3 
E./ set fence l. to R./ gate open c, hench lying R./ Ne- 
groes discovered dancing. At conclusion Uncle Ned 
enters B.. 1 e, with garden rake. 

Uncle Ned. Git out dar, you good-for-nuffin niggalis ; 
Clar de grounds ! {all scatter and exit R. and L.. appear- 
ing at intervals from lehind wings) What de goodness 
you 'spose dis niggah's gwine to do ? Clar de lawn for you 
common niggahs to dance on ? Clar out dar, I say ! {leans 
on ralce) I golly, dem niggahs 'spose dat I have nuffin' at 
all to do but clean up after dem. 'Taint no use talking, I'm 
done wid dem. De fust time I ketch um on dis lawn I 
scrunch dem like a bed bug, suah ! {Negroes steal out and 
commence dancing. Ned chases them R. and l.) Clar dar, 
you niggahs ! Clar dar, I say ! 

Enter ^ Harker l. 1 e., loith whip. 

Harker. Get to your work, you black rascals, or 111 
skin every one of you. And you, Ned, go into the house, 
the cook may have errands for you to do at the village. 

Uncle Ned. iffowing) All right, Massa Harker, and if 
1 ketch any of dem common niggahs 'round here, I'll scrunch 
*em suah. 

Har. Don't stand around here talking, but go at once. 
{exit Ned, l. u. e.) I understand Frank Duncan has re- 
turned to the village — if he has, then I can see him person- 
ally and accept his proposition, {takes letter from his pock- 
et and reads) ''Harker, I hold in my possession a Lieuten- 
ancy in the Confederate Army; join me and the position is 
yours. I will be in the village with my company in a few 
days. If you can enlist any men, do so, and meet me at 
Munson's store. Yours, Frank Duncan." Ah, here comes 
the Colonel. 



b THE DUTCH RECRUIT. 

Enter, Colonel St. Leon, l. 

Col St L. Well, Harker, how are tlv' farm hands doing 
this morning ? ( Crosses to r. , Harker to l. 

Har. I keep them pretty busy now, Colonel: by the by, 
is there any news stirring ? 

Col St L. War, war, nothing but war. Ah ! what is 
this? {reads from neAospaper) 'Two men belonging to a 
notorious band of bushwhackers, commanded by that master 
cut-throat, Frank Duncan, were hung at Montford last Tues- 
day." So ho ! Frank Duncan, instead of entering the Con- 
federate service proper, which would have been bad enough, 
has turned Guerrilla. And that is the man who wanted my 
daughter to become his wife. The infernal villain ! 

Har, {aside) I must get awav from here. (Rooking r. 
aloud) Excuse me Colonel, but there are some of those la- 
zy rascals dodging behind the stables, {snappmcj whip) 
Get to your work, you infernal niggers, get to your work ! 

{exit R. 2 E. 

Enter, Uncle Ned l. 1 e. 

Uncle Ned. Oh, Massa Kurnel, I saw dat Massa Dun- 
can down to de village, dressed up in nice grey clothes wid 
stars and gold all ober him, and he had such a big cheese 
knife ; golly ! 

Col St L. Frank Duncan in town ; I fear his presence 
means no good to the Union men of this vicinity. Thus far 
we have not been molested; but his presence bodes evil. 

Uncle Ned. I golly, Massa Kurnel, here comes de deb- 
bil hisself I (Uncle Ned %ip stage 

Enter, Frank Duncan l. 1 e. 

Frank Duncan. Ah, St. Leon, how are you to-day. 
Won't shake hands ? No. Well, suit yourself, {aside) 
By and by, St. Leon, you will sing another tune. 

Col St L. I am sorry I can't tender you the honors of 
my house; but to what purpose shall I attribute the honor 
of this unexpected visit, Mr. Duncan? 

Frank D. {aside) He used to call me his boy Frank. 
{aloud) Colonel, yon are not a stranger to the fact that be- 
fore I entered the Confederate service I loved your daugh- 
ter, and sought her hand from you honorably ; you refused 



THE DUTCH EECKUIT. 7 

to consent to my addresses. Sir, that love has grown strong- 
er. I now ask you to reconsider the decision you made at 
my last visit. 

Col St L. The decision I then made remains irrevoca- 
ble. I would never consent that a daughter of mine should 
marry a man who has basely deserted his country's flag in 
its hour of danger. This is not only my decision, but my 
daughter would scorn to wed a man who cannot even boast 
of being an honorable rebel. 

Frank D. (qidchly) Whe dares to say I am not a true 
and honorable soldier. 

Col St L. This will explain all. (reads from neicspaper) 
•'Two men belonging to a notorious band of bushwhackers, 
commanded by that master cut-throat, Frank Duncan, were 
hung at Montford last Tuesday." 

Frank D. {aside) Curse those fools, they have betray- 
ed my secret ! Nothing but a bold face will serve me now, 
{aloud) I assure you Colonel, it is all a mistake. 

Col St L. It is not a mistake : (looks k.) but here comes 
my daughter Maude, she shall give the final decision. 

Enter, Maude St Leon, r. 2 ^.followed by Sam. 

Maude. Father, I had such a sj^lendid ride ; Gipsey took 
me across the brook by the old mill, thence over the hedge 
and — 

Col St L. You do not notice we have company, Maude. 

Maude. I was not aware. Why, Mr. Duncan ! 

Frank D. Mr. Duncan again, {aloud) Miss Maude I 
had hoped for a better reception after so prolonged an ab- 
sence. 

Col St L. My child, to save further words, and you and 
Mr. Duncan from any embarrassment, I will at once state 
the object of his visit. He wishes me to withdraw my for- 
mer decision in reference to his suit, and I have, thus far, as 
I always wish to consult my child's happiness — everything 
is left in your hands, Are you willing to marry Frank 
Duncan? 

Maude. Father, your decision was mine. Mr. Duncan, 
I cannot marry a man, however much I might love him, 
who would raise his hand in opposition to his country's flag. 

Col St L. My own noble girl 1 Spoken like a St. Leon. 



8 THE DUTCH EECRUIT. 

Franh D. Maude, one word. 

Maude. Mr. Duncan, it is needless to prolong this inter- 
view, and as you have some business of a private nature to 
transact with father I may be in the way. Good morning 
sir. Follow me, Sam. {they exit L. ' 

Frank D, {aside) Yes, we may have some business of 
a private nature to transact, but not at present, {aloud) 
Sir, I can but regret the decision of yourself and daughter, 
but I shall hope that time may change your views. 

Col St L. Mr. Duncan, you have heard my decision, 
which, as I have said before, is irrevocable. 

FranJc B. Hark you, St, Leon, I have made a decision 
as irrevocable as yours. Your daughter shall be my wife, 
though I wade through oceans of blood to obtain her, and if 
it must be, every house in the township shall be a beacon 
light to guide me in my purpose. 

Col St L. Leave my plantation instantly, sir ! You 
dare to threaten a St. Leon ! Leave, sir, or I will order the 
negroes to assist you. 

Frank D. No need of such needless trouble, Colonel St. 
Leon, I will take my leave, {aside) but will soon return. 

{exit L. 1 E. 

Uncle JSed. Massa Kurnel, shan't I bounce him? 

Col St L. The infernal scoundrel 1 To threaten my 
name with such a dishonor. By jove, I'm sorry I didn't 
chastise him before he left. 

Uncle Ned. Only say de word, Massa Kurnel, and I'll 
hab de boys ketch him and chuck him in de boss -pond, and 
if he says a word I'll scrunch him like a bed-bug, suah.' 

Col St L. Never mind this time, Ned. 

Enter, Mes. St. Leon, and Maude from house l. 

Mrs St Leon. Colonel, what was the meaning of that 
loud talking Ave just heard ? 

Col St L. That insolent traitor, Frank Duncan has been 
here, and threatened that if I did not— but pshaw, no mat- 
ter. Is dinner nearly ready ? 

Maude. Yes, father, dinner is ready; but we were wait- 
ing for Harry, he has not yet returned from his ride. 

Harry, {outside) Here, Sam, tell Julius to stable my 
horse. "^ 



THE DUTCH RECRUIT. 9 

Enter ^ Harry Pearson l. 2 e. 

Harry Pearson. Ah, aunt, waiting dinner for me, sorry 
to have kept you. Maude, how do you like your new horse, 
Gipsey ? 

Maude. Harry, he is a perfect beauty, and as easy un- 
der the °addle as one could wish. You have my thanks for 
the present; hut who do you think has been here this 
morning ? 

Harry. I am^ in the dark, who was it? 

Maude. Frank Duncan. 

Harry. That accounts for the town being full of cut- 
throats. 

Col St L. I have no doubt they belong to his gang. I 
fear for the Union men of this vicinity. 

Mrs St L. Oh, Colonel, I fear the worst. What will 
become of us all ? 

Harry. Become of us? Thank God there are loyal 
hearts among us who will never shrink from any peril loi- 
their country's sake. 

Maude. I am sure, Harry, that you will do your best to 
protect us from this band of assassins. 

Enter, Sam, l. 

Sam, Massa Kurnel, de dinner am done spoiling. 

Col St L. Come, mother, Maude, Harry, let us to our 
dinner at once. {they exit L. 

Uncle Ned. I golly, Sam, dar's gwine to be a muss suah. 

Sam. Gorry mitey. Uncle, is dat so ? 

Uncle Ned. Dat's what's de matter. But Sam are you 
gwine to fite? 

Sam, Me fite? Wha'for? 

Uiwle Ned. For your massa, missus, and de old planta- 
tion. 

Sam. Look heah. Uncle, you've seen two dogs fitin' 
ober a bone ? 

Uncle Ned. Yes. 

Sam. Dat's de Norf an' Souf fitin' ober us. Now 
Uncle, did you eber see de bone fite ? But come 'long to de 
kitchen. 

Uncle Ned. Hold on, Sam, de ole man's got de ruma- 
tics — hold on— hold on ! {exeunt L. u. E. 



10 THE DUTCH EECRUIT. 

SCENE II—Landsca2Je. 
Enter ^ Frank Duncan, k. 1 e. 
Frank D. So, the doors of the St. Leon mansion are 
closed against me ; little did I think a few hours ago that I 
should be an outcast from the family where I have always, 
even from childhood, been received as a friend. My hopes 
of winning Maude are forever blasted. I will try to forget 
her. I cannot, her image is firmly implanted in the inmost 
recesses of my heart. Shall I tamely give her up while my 
rival, Pearson, curses on him, carries off the prize ? No ! 
by all the powers of heaven and earth, she shall be mine ! 

Enter, HaRker k. 1 e. 

So, Harker, you received the letter I sent you last week ? 

Har. Yes, Frank, and acting upon your warrant con- 
tained therein, I procured this uniform and several men for 
your band. 

Frank D. Well done, Harker. We will visit the 
men at once, and our first job will be to ransack and burn 
the St. Leon mansion, then off to our rendezvous before any 
of those cursed Yankee scouts happen around this vicinity. 

Har. I am with you in any scheme against that old ar- 
istocrat. 

Frank D. Why, what have you against St. Leon? 

Har. (bitterly) Enough ! Has he not treated me more 
like a servant than as an equal, and when I have punished 
any of his niggers hasn't he interfered, while his family act 
as if I was unfit to sit in their presence. I hate them all. 

Frank D. Well, we will make them suffer for our many 
wrongs. You take some of these notices I have prepared, 
and place them in conspicuous places. Come along with 
me as far as the Cross Roads and we will perfect our plans, 
I will then meet you at Munson's shortly, {exeunt L. 1 e. 

Enter, Uncle Ned|e. 1 e. 

Uncle Ned. Dar he goes along wid Massa Harker, plot- 
tin' 'gainst my ole Massa Kurnel. Well, de ole man must 
stir his bones and go to de house. Dese yere are trouble- 
some times and I fear de colored people of de Ian' will hab 
to stand de brunt. Well, don't stand yere makin' an ole 
fool ob yerself, but git along. {ezit L. 1 e. 



TilE DUTCH RECRUIT. 11 

SCENE ni— Plain chamber or hitchen in 3d grooves. 
Bar L. Tables and chairs R. and L. Alex Burt and 
Citizens standing near bar. Teddy and Deitrich r. 
2ylaying cards. 

Burt. Step up, boys, and have a drink with me. 

(Citizens go to the bar 

Teddy. Mr. Deitrich, it's a taking of my thrick ye are. 
Hand thim cards ba.Qk, ye spalpeen. 

Deitrich. Veil I Kink so neider, ven I puts a veller mit 
his two heats to both ends down you dook him to dot side, 
und you put a veller mit his dwo heats to both ends down, 
I dook him, dot is goot. 

Ted. Arrah now, sure the thrick is mine whin yees 
didn't thrump nor follow suit. 

Deitrich, Nein — nein T knows me out netting und I 
gares netting apout your drumps und shoots. Vot I vant 
vonce is mein rights — you dake him ouf von drick und I 
dakes him ouf von drick, dot is goot, den dot vas my durn, 
but you dalks apout your drumps und shoots und dakes all 
der dricks und I nix-for-stay, und gits mat of meinselfund 
don'd plays mit a veller vot vants to sheat me. {doion stage r. 

Ted. {down stage L.) Say hare, you stuttering dutch 
lunatic, do yese mane to say that Teddy O'Connor was a 
chate? Bad cess to yese for a hay then as doesn't know wan 
card from anither. (Burt crosses stage 

Burt. Hello ! What's all this disputing about, I'd like 
to know ? 

Deitrich. I knows not dis veller pefore, und I tinks he 
vas a lunadic asylum mit der straight jacket drown in, und 
I finds him to been von sheat dot vants all der gards for 
himself, und dot's gusht vot I vants meinself. 

Ted. Did yese iver see such a fool at all, Alex ? He 
thinks we play cards this way — I puts down a card and he 
takes it, thin he puts down a card and thin I takes it; wan 
card is as good as anither to him, and the jack takes thim all. 

Deitrich. Nein — nein, dot is not so, it's petter I vas a 
fool ain't it? I vants me not all der gards, I gusht van:s 
mine chare. 

Burt. Well, haven't you got your chair ? 

(jpoints to chair 



12 THE DUTCH EECRUIT. 

Deitrich. Dundervedder ! I don'd mean mine chare dot 
I sets mineself down on — I mean mine chare ouf der gards. 
I gusht got ein — swi — dry — dimes, {coirrUing fingers) und 
he has more dimes as me. 

Burt. Oh, I see, you want his dimes— his money. If I 
was Teddy I wouldn't give you a picayune. 

Deitrich. I tinks you bese dhrunk like der tuyval, you 

its every ting by der tail out. I tole you again apout dot. 

^e plays gards, you knows dot — he dakes him ouf von drick 

und I dakes him ouf von drick, den dot vas mine turn, but 

he no lets me dake ouf his drick, but he dakes mine und I 

never sees like dot now. 

Burt. Ah, yes, I see, he euchered you, didn't he ? 

Deitrich. Nein, he no shucker me, he sheats me — und 
dalks apout his drumps und shoots — but ouf he says dot 
more as droo hours longer I gife mineself a plack eyes. 

Ted. Be aff wid ye, be aff. I wants yees to remimber 
that I have desinded from the Irish Kings. Me ansister, 
Roderick O'Connor, was Prince of Connaught, and whin 
ould Pimbroke was a ravigin' Ireland, he was elected King 
sure ; he fit — till he got licked and thin he gave up, and av 
yese give me any more of yer blarney I'll put a hid on yese. 

Deitrich. So help me gracious, I can't stand dot more as 
doo hours longer ! 

Teddy and Deitrick rush at each other. Burt and Citi- 
zens talie Teddy l. to har. 

Deitrich. Dree or four vellers hold him, I holds mineself. 
Enter, Harker and Sergeant C. S. A. 

Har. What do you mean by all this noise? 

Deitrich. Dot's none ouf mine bisness. 

Rar. Here, Sergeant, stick that bill up there. 

{cdl gather raound to see what it is, Harker at har. 

Ted. {spells the loords out sloioly) All a-b-l-e, all able, 
b-o-d-i-e-d, all able bodied min— 

Dietrich, {throwing Teddy l.) Sthand pack, I reads 
mineself ouf dot. {jnishing Citizens r. and l.) Sthand pack ! 
{to Sergeant who stands R., should he a tall rnaii) Sthand 
pack ! (Sergeant does not move — Deitrich goes to jpush 
hinif looks uj)) You needn't sthir, sthand right there. 



THE DUTCH KECRUIT. 13 

(gets up in a chair and reach) 'Ail aple podied men pe-. 
tween der ages ouf swantiz und fiftiz are — 

Ted. Are — {drawing it out 

Deitrich. Are — 

Ted. KvQ— 

Deitrich. Are — 

Ted. Are— 

Deitrich. Shut up, Irishmans, you can't read dot I 
don'd can tell what dot pig word he vas. Mr. Burt, you 
reads dot ouf me. {down r.) You can't reads? 

Ted. You old odmahaun ! 

Burt, {reads) ''All able bodied men between the ages 
of twenty and fifty are earnestly called upon to join the 
Southern Army. Eally to the call of your countrymen 
in the field. One united effort and those Northern hirelings 
will be driven from our Sunny South." 

Har. Come, boys, what will you have to drink ? 1 am 
as dry as a fish out of water. 

{all go to the har, and call for d/rinks 

Deitrich. I dook a glass ouf peer mit you. 

{goes to har L., Hat: £er next^ then Teddy. 

Ted. Eather than see yese drink alone, I'll take Irish 
whisky straight av yese have it. 

Har. All right, my man, take something, {they drinh 
then come down stage) You will make a good soldier ; what 
do you say, don't you want to join the Southern Army ? 

Ted. Sure and I'll do that same thing if yese give me 
good pay and plinty of foightin'. 

Har. We can promise you both, but have another 
drink. {all go to har 

Enter, Frank Duncan, l. 1 e. 

Deitrich. I dook some more peer. 

Frank D. Rejected by Maude, who once professed to 
love me. The one for whom I would sacrifice life itself, 
with all its pleasures. Driven from the plantation by that 
old dotard, St. Leon. Curse them, but they will pay dear- 
ly for it yet. 

Har. Have something, Captain ? 

Franh D. {to hay) Yes, give me brandy. I feel as if 
I could drink an ocean dry, {filling glass drinks) there, 



14 THE DUTCH RECRUIT. 

I feel better now. I was a little out of sorts just now. 
Beitrich, give us a song ! 

Ml. A song — a song! 

Deitrich. Veil, I got a horse in mine dhroat und a colt 
in mine bed put I sing von leedle songs. 

* Song introduced — '^Dere vas a Leedle Deitcfier Maid.^* 

Frank D. Any more men secured, Harker? 

Har. I just came in, but Burt has been busy with them. 

Burt. They will all go. What do you say my brave 
fellows ? 

Ml. Yes — yes ! 

Frank D. Thank you boys, and I'll give each of you a 
chance to make a fortune. 

Burt. Hurrah for the Captain. 

All, Hurrah ! Hurrah ! Hurrah ! 

Enter, Harry and White l. 1 e. 

Frank D. Ah, how are you boys, none in uniform ! 
How is this Pearson? I thought you would be one of the 
first to rush to the aid of the unhappy South. 

Harry. I am wanted at home to attend to my old uncle, 
aunt and cousin, in fact I am a stay-at-home character. 

Frank D. In place of hiding under petticoats, own up 
that you have no heart in the Southern cause. 

Harry. Have it your own way, anything to avoid un- 
pleasant argument. 

Frank D. Here, Munson, set up the drinks. Come 
boys, have something. (Bartender sets glasses on stand c. 

Deitrich. I dook a glass ouf peer mit you. {pushing 
Teddy hack) You don'd got none, Irisher, I got a pig 
drink mineself. 
Teddy shakes fist — cdl take up glasses hut Burt, just as 

Deitrich reaches for his glass Burt picks it up, Deit- 
rich gets mad — Teddy laughs. 

Frank D. Here's to the health of Jefferson Davis and 
the Southern Confederacy. Come, Pearson and White, show 
your colors, don't be afraid. 

Harry, {they p^ut down glasses) Afraid ! No sir. I am 
not afraid to say that I despise and detest you and your 

* Can be had of Mr. Ames. Price 30 cents. 



THE DUTCH RECRUIT. 15 

whole pack of cut-throats just as much as I despise your 
President, and your would-be Confederacy. I have thus far 
been neutral, but my heart and sympathies are withthe Un- 
ion now and forever. (Deitrich and Teddy pick up glasses 

White. Bravo ! Harry, I am with you. 

Deitrich. I don'd drink 'em ouf dot doast — but I drinks 
ouf dis — Ein flag, ein gountry — swi lager. {drinks 

Ted. I drinks 'em both, divil a wan I cares as long as I 
gets me foightin'. {drinks 

Frank D. So, Harry Pearson, you follow in the foot- 
steps of your uncle, and take issue with the enemies of the 
South. Now mark me, I am vested with power from my 
government to force such as you into our army, and you 
need not fear but I shall use it. 

Harry. Frank Duncan, you have had your say, now I 
will have mine. I defy you or any force you can bring to 
force me to raise a hand against the glorious old Stars and 
Stripes. 

Frank D. You have till dark to make up your minds, 
then if you are not ready to go wilHngly force shall be used. 

Hamj. Come, White, let us finish our hunt, after to- 
day we shall have larger game. {they exit L. 

Deitrich. {inishes up to Frank Duncan) I gone mine- 
self out und ven ve meets look — {goes l. 1 e., Teddy kicks 
at him and falls over — Frank Duncan starts to^vard Deit- 
rich, vjho exits l. 

Frank D. Men, to the camp. Harker, take charge till 
1 arrive, {all exit J.. 1 e.) Curse the luck, it has n^ea 
disappointment after disappointment to-day, Dut I will yet 
humble the pride of the St. Leons, First to force that 
young braggart into our army, and if he refuses to go, shoot 
him down like a dog. Uxit l. 1 e. 

SCENE IV— Landscape— Lights half down. 

Enter, Harry, White and Deitrich r. 1 e. 

Harry. Well here it is evening, and none of us have 
decided to join the Southern army. I suppose we shall be 
severely punished for our temerity. 

White. I shall not allow the fear of Frank Duncan's 
wrath to spoil my appetite, and as it is growing late I will 
bid you good evening; come Deitrich. {exit l. 1 e. 



16 THE DUTCH RECRUIT. 

Bjeitrich. Veil, I got some abbedite doo und I eat dot 
supper gust so quick as I get him. 

Harry. {calU) White, remember the signal ! 

White, {outside) All right — 'two shots.' 

Deitrich. All richt, dwo shoots. {exit l. 1 E. 

Harry. I have had strange forebodings of evil all day 
upon my mind. At every flash of our guns Uncle and 
Frank Duncan would rise before me. What can it mean? 
But I must shake off these feelings of depression and consid- 
er what course to pursue. It will be unsafe for me to re- 
main around here while Frank Duncan and his men are in 
such close proximity, and I do not relish going into the 
army either as an officer or private. What else can I do ? 
I have it 1 I know every part of this State thoroughly and 
I "will tender my services to the Union General to act as a 
spy. I will first consult with my Uucle and if he is willing 
go at once. {exit l. 1 e. 

SCENE V— Parlor in 2. Set windoio r. 

Enter, Mrs. St. Leon and Maude r. 1 e. 

Mavde. I wonder what keeps Harry, he is not usually 
detained so long while hunting, {going to tuindoiv) I hope 
nothing has happened. 

Mrs St Z. Do not be impatient child, Harry will, no 
doubt, be here soon. 

Enter, Col. St. Leon, c. d. 

Maude. Father, I believe Harry wishes to join the Un- 
ion army, he has spoken to me several times about it of late, 
but he thought his first duty was with you and mother. 

Enter, Harry, c. 

Col St Z. If it is his wish, I shall make no opposition* 

Harry. Thank you, uncle for those cheering words. 
Frank Duncan and I had a few sharp words at Munson's 
store to-day, which resulted in my openly avowing my prin- 
ciples, and he swears that he will either force me into his 
cut-throat band or shoot me down like a dog. 

Col St Z. The infernal scoundrel ! 

Harry. Uncle, I feel that the time has now arrived for 
me to join the Union army, and do my share toward put- 
ting down this Kebellion. 



THE DUTCH RECRUIT. 17 

Col St L. Yes, Harry, your duty points that way ; take 
the best liorse in the stable, make your way to the Union 
camp, and tell the General that old Col. St. Leon has sent 
you to take his place in the conflict. 

Maxtde. Why, Harry, surely you are not going so soon ? 

Harry. The sooner the better, Maude, once in the Un- 
ion lines I can meet Frank Duncan face to face. I with the 
Blue he with the Gray. 

Mrs St L. Harry, *tis hard to bid you leave us, but far 
be it from me to keep you even one moment from your duty. 

Maude. My dear cousin, you have our prayers for your 
success. 

Harry. Thank you all for your kind wishes, but I do 
not go alone, {fires two shots out window) Do not be 
alarmed, 'tis but a signal to call my friends. 

Enter, Deitrich, (juicJdy c. 

Deitrich. Mieder Harry, I comes ouf mineself down as I 
vants to sf'recken doo dimes mit Uncle der Kurnel. 

Col St L. Well, Deitrich, what can I do for you? 

Deitrich. I tinks dot I gots a situation from der army 
out, und I wish you would geep ouf dot money dot you owes 
your seef ouf me, und ouf I gots kilt — {aside) — der deuce, 
suppose I gets kilt ! {aloud) Veil, ouf I vas got kilt gif it 
to dem boorhouses. {crosses to R. 

Col St L. I will attend to your bequest. 

Harry. We are not going alone, Deitrich, for here 
comes company. 

Deitrich. Ish dot so? 

Enter, White, c. 

White. I heard the signal and hastened here at once. 
What has happened ? 

Harry. Nothing of importance, but I have decided to 
make my way to the Union camp, and wishing company, I 
called you here. Will you both join me, as I go for one? 

White. Count me as two. 

Deterich. So I dree dimes. • {crosses L. 

(Mrs. St. Leon goes to the window 

Harry. Thank you friends for your decision, but WG 
must make arrangements for our immediate departure. 



18 THE DUTCH RECRUIT. 

Mrs St Z. Harry, there must be sometliing unusual go- 
ing on at Munson's store^ as a large crowd has gathered 
there. 

Enter, Maude, c. 

Maude. Fly, Harry ! Fly at once, Frank Duncan is 
coming to force you to join his band. 

Harry, Never fear, Maude, he shall not find me unpre- 
pared, {exit, returns immediately vnth rifle which he pla- 
ces near window) There is one good shot at least. 

Maude. Oh, Harry, fly for my sake, do not, I pray you, 
tarry here. I hear them even now. 

Col St L. Kesistance is useless to such numbers, there- 
fore, do not turn our home into a scene of desolation and 
blood-shed, but fly at once, (exit White and Deitrich, c. 

Harry. Uncle, though I detest a skulker and a coward, 
you shall be obeyed. Farewell, Uncle, Aunt, Maude. 

Enter, White c. 

White. It is too late, they are making their way across 
the lawn even now. 

Miter, Deitrich, c. 

Mrs St Leon. May heaven protect us ! 

Harry, (looking out of window) Great heavens ! White, 
your house is one vast sheet of flames ! 

White. It is indeed so. Frank Duncan has one more 
item scored against him. 

Maude, Harry, there is one avenue left ; while they are 
coming up the lawn, you escape through the cellar. 

Harry. Boys, at once to the cellar. {exit 'k. 1e. 

Deitrich. Boys come der cellar down, (exeunt L. 1 E. 

Col St L. Thank heaven they are safe ! (crash 

Enter, Frank Duncan, Harker and Guerrillas, c. 

Frank D. Caged at last ! {looks around) Gone ! Old 
man, where is that sniveling Yankee nephew of yours? 

Col St L. Out of your reach, you infernal cut throat! 

Frank D. 'Tis false ! I will have him yet. Search the 
house from top to bottom. Five hundred dollars for Harry 
Pearson dead or alive ! 

(exit Hmikf.r and Guerrillas, r. 1 e. 



THE DUTCH EECKUIT. 19 

Col St L. He has escaped from your clutches, and is safe, 

Frank D. Silence, old man ! (Jooki7ig through windoio) 
What is that I see ? Harry Pearson making his way across 
the plantation towards the woods, {discovers rifle) Not 
so safe as you may think, he has left means for his own de- 
struction, {points rifle through window 

Maude, {snatches revolver from his belt) Fire that rifle 
at Harry Pearson and my hand will send a bullet through 
your heart ! {jncture) Now he has reached the woods 
and is safe. {di'ojps revolver 

Frank D. {sneeringly) You shall pay dearly for this 
at some future time. As I have missed one bird I will 
make doubly sure of the other. Come along my beauty 
and do not anger me by any vain resistance. 

{grasps Maude hy the arm 

Col St L, (^raising cane) Leave the house or I will 
chastise you for your insolence ! 

Frank D. {picking up revolver) Chastise me, will you? 
Take that for your insolence. shoo ts 

Sl. h-EON falls — Mrs. St. Leon and Maude kneel ly him, 

Mrs St L. Villain ! You have murdered my husband ! 
Maude. Wretch ! What have you done ? 
Frank D. I have but commenced my scheme of ven- 
geance. 

Enter ^ Harker and Guerrillas, c. 

Har. Smith reports that Union cavalry is approaching 
by the east road. 

Frank D. Then we must at once to our saddles ; bear 
that old dotard to the yard, {they carry Ss Leon out c.) 
As for you. Miss Maude, make all your preparations to be- 
come my wife on my return. {exit^ c. 

Maude, Come, mother, this place is no longer safe for us. 

Mrs St L. Oh, where shall I go ? My husband mur- 
dered in cold blood and my nephew driven from home. 

{exit L. 1 E. 

SCENE Yl—Same as sce?ie I. Lights down — Col St 
Leon discovered 071 hank, R. 

Enter J Mrs St Leon l., supported hy Maud — cross over to 
R., and kneel. 



20 THE DUTCH RECKUIT. 

Mrs St L, This cross is heavier than I can bear. All, 
all is dark to me. Colonel, husi- uid, may our Father above 
receive thee ! 

Maude. Mother, mother ! 

Mrs jSt L, Forgive me my daughter, if, in grief for the 
dead, I forgot the living. 

Enei\ Harry, l. 1 E. 

Harry. Those terrible forebodings are still haunting my 
mind. I could not leave until I had again beheld my uncle, 
aunt and cousin. Why, who are those kneeling there ? 
Tell me, who is that lying there ? 

Mrs /St L. Your uncle, who has been murdered. 

Harry, My uncle murdered 1 {hneels in group 

Enter, Frank Duncan and Harker, r. 1 e. 

Franlc D. Into the house, set fire to it in several places, 
then escape by the rear. 

Exit Jj.y Harker crosses cautiously from r. to l. — exit l. 

Harry. My forbodings are realized, uncle, dear uncle, 
murdered and I not here to protect you. Why are you 
both so calm ? Why do you not weep rivers of tears ? See 
those white locks dyed with the Hfe current from his gap- 
ing wounds. Who did this terrible deed ? 

Mrs St L. Frank Duncan. 

Harry. Frank Duncan's image came into my mind 
with my uncle's as if some terrible link connected them to- 
gether. You see I am calm, tell me all. 

Maude. After you had gained the wood, Frank Duncan 
enraged at your escape, rudely grasped my arm, and tried 
to drag me from the room ; father, seizing his cane, sought 
to protect me, when Frank Duncan shot him down in cold 
blood and fled immerli toly, hotly pursued by the Union 
cavalry who heard the 'g. 

Harry. Gone ! Escaped ! and I not nigh to avenge the 
wrong. Oh, why were the thunderbolts of heaven silent 
when such a bloody deed was done ? {fires pistol 

Enter, White, l. 1 e. 

Harry. Hold, White, ask no questions until I have told 
you all— a story that will make the blood curdle in your 



THE DUTCH RECRUIT. 21 

veins. There lies my uncle, murdered by that fiend in hu- 
man shape, Frank Duncan, [fire seen in house) What is 
that, our house in flames ? let us save what we can. {as 
door is ojpened the flames hurst out) Too late, too late I 
Aunt, Maude, pray for us. (draws revolver and kneels ) 
Our mission is revenge ! 

Tableau — Curtain. 



ACT 11. 

SCENE I^ Log house or hitchen in ^. Set door R. 2e 
Set firejAace L. 2 e. Bed against flat c. Tahle and 
stools L. Lights down. Storm — thunder and lightning, 

Deitrich in hed, tvith leg bandaged — curtains closed. 

Deitrich. 0,-o-o, ah ! Ouf I don'd believe I ish gusht 
voked up! {thunder and lightning) Dunder-weather? 
Vere ish all der beobles vot ish here gone doo ? Gracious, 
how it rains! {thunder) Ohimminatti! Oh, mine leg! 
I wish dot rebel dot shoot me ouf mine leg derein vas gusht 
here, I bet me five dollars dot he got licked, {gets out of 
hed) Veils, dot fire has gone out, und dem vellers has 
gone out, und if mine leg don'd trouble me so much I vould 
gone out doo. {tliunder — sits doivn l.) Jimmy-gingle-wax I 
Vot an awful veller dot Captain Harry vas, he gone among 
dem rebels vellers gusht der same vot he dond care vedder 
he vas kilt or not. I don'd know vot he vas mean by such 
gonduct like does, {knock, heard R. 1 e.) Hallo, some- 
podies vas at dot doors— why aint it over on dis sides, dot 
door vas always on der wrong sides, {knock) Holds on a 
half an hour, I ish coming, {starts) A mans died in a hur- 
ry once, but he was aw^ful sorry afterwards. Who vas on 
der insides out ? 

LLarry. {outside) It is me, Harry. 

Deitrich. Ish dot so ? {opens door) Veil, by golly Cap- 
tain, you got mineself pack yet, aint it ? 

Enter Harry, r. 

Harry, 'Tis a terrible night out, where is White ? 



22 tht: dutch recruit. 

Deitrich, Veil I vas gusht a sleepen und I voke up he 
vas gone out. {lightning) Dot rains like der tuyval. 
Ha7'ry, Fix up a little, Deitrich, I expect company. 

Harry sits l., leatis head on table — Deitrich goes to hed 
and closes curtain. 

Deitrich. Dot ish all nate now, I puts everyting in its 
blaces. {picks uj? hlanket and throimitiu) Everyting ish 
is in its blaces. {crosses to Harry) Say, Captain, I don'd 
see how it vas you gone among dem rebel vellers so much 
you gets kilt gusht so sure as mine name vas Deitrich. 

Harrry. Revenge ! {strikes tahle — startles Deitrich 

Deitrich. Ish dot so ! {crosses quickly to R. 

Harry. The night Frank Duncan killed my uncle, and 
burned our house, I swore an oath of vengeance ; as a spy I 
have gained access into the rebel lines ; four of his band have 
fallen by my hand and he shall soon follow them. I expect 
some Union officers, to whom I shall impart information of 
importance. 

Deitrich. Veil, you needn't git mat apout it, but vy 
don'd you git yourself a nice uniforms like dot ? 

Harry. Here we live secluded, no one knows our inten- 
tions, except those I expect ; should I wear a uniform of 
blue I could not gain admittance into their lines, {knock 
R.) Ah. that is the signal, open the door Detrich. 

Deitrich. Ish dot der signal, dey petter knock der house 
down. It ish notting but some old loafers, you see me gif 
dem eer G. B. P. D. I. {unfastens door — sitsiL., greasing 
shoes with a Candle. 

Miter, General U. S. A., Colonel Franklin and 
Officers, r. 

Harry. Welcome, gentlemen, I am glad to see you. 

General. We thank you for your greeting, but, who 
have I the pleasure of addressing ? 

Harry. Harry Pearson, -known to your army as ''The 
Avenger." 

Gen. Harry Pearson ! Can you be the son of my old 
class-mate at West Point, Col. Pearson, the hero of Vera 
Cruz, and nephew of Col. St. Leon! 

Harry. The same. 

Gen, Where is your uncle? 



THE DUTCH RECRUIT. 23 

Harry. Dead, foully murdered, and that is why I, in 
place of joining your ranks, lead the roving life of a spy. 
But time is flying, General, here are some important dis- 
patches I captured from one of the enemy's couriers. They 
will attack your camp early to-morrow morning in over- 
whelming numbers, intending to capture the pickets and 
take you by surprise. 

Gen. Then we will be prepared to receive them. Many 
thanks till I can reward your valuable services better. 
Join our ranks and I will see that you receive a commission 
and it will be safer, as I understand there is a heavy reward 
offered for you, dead or alive. 

Harry. General, do not try to tempt me from fulfilling 
my oath. I will willingly impart to you any information 
which I can obtain, but now I only live for revenge. 

Gen. Gentlemen, let us at once to our camp. Pearson, 
whenever you may wish to see me, send word by the same 
messenger as before. Adieu. 

Harry. (oj)ens door) Adieu, General, you shall soon 
hear from me again, {they exit — closes door) 'Tis clearing 
up, the worse for my undertaking. 

Deitrich. Dot Sheneral vas a fine fellers Captain. I 
vender if I efer git dot shoes on. {■putting on shoe 

White, {outside) I say, Deitrich, open the door! 

Harry. Ah ! White! I will open the door for him. 

Deitrich. Dot's righd, I ish pusy. {j[)uts on shoe 

(Harry, opens door 

Enter, White conducting Burt, icho goes c. 

Harry. Who have you there, White ? A Confederate 
officer, as I live. (Deitrich ^z^z^5 candle on hox hehind him 

White. He strayed a little too close to our retreat, 
so we captured him, and brought him in. We did not 
know but you could use him for some purpose. 

Harry You were right, I need a Confederate uniform, 
and at once. 

Bu7't. Sir, as an officer in the Southern army, and cap- 
tured in uniform, I demand that you treat me as a prisoner 
of war and a gentleman. 

Deitrich. Yaw, we dreats you dot vay. (bicrns coat tail 

Harry. We shall treat you as a gentleman and a sol- 



24 THE DUTCH RECRUIT. 

dier, but it is necessary that I have your coat and hat for a 
few hours. 

Burt, I protest against your taking either, sir. 

Harry. Then we shall be obliged to take them by force 
much as I regret the necessity. 

Deitrich. Now you gusht dake mine advice, {points 
to Harry) Dot Captain Harry vas an awful veller when 
he gits mat, I tole you dot. 

Burt. Rather than submit to personal violence, I give 
them up under protest. [tahes off coat and hat 

Harry. Are you not the bearer of dispatches? 

Btirt. I refuse to answer, {looli's quickly at right hoot 

Harry. I will trouble you to take off your right Doot. 

Deitrich. (Harry holds Burt) Captain, I dakes him 
off. {takes hold of left leg) Captain, dot veller vas right- 
handed in his left leg. {pulls off right hoot, falls over, 
and papers fall out of hoot, gets ujj) Of I don'd pelieve I 
broke sometings, hy jibbity. (husmess o-^ ruhhing himself 

Harry, {front, reading 'papers) The very thing. With 
these papers I can make my way to headquarters, {puts 
on Burt's coat and hat, and ivhishers from hox on table) 
I am going inside the Confederate lines. Guard your pris- 
oner well, as upon your vigilance depends my safety. 

Deitrich. I lets you out, Captain. {they exit 

White. We will have to compel you to remain here 
until the Captain returns; so make yourself as comfortable 
as possible, only remember, the first effort you make to es- 
cape w^ill be met by a closer confinement. 

Enter, Deitrich, r. 

Deitrich. Dot's so, der closer confined der petter you 
vas. Look out vonce. {goes 'l., front 

Burt. I will try and get a little sleep, if you can spare 
me a blanket. " 

White, {gets hlanket) There, make yourself at home. 
{yawns) I guess I am a little sleepy too. Deitrich, {goe3 
to him) Deitrich, you stand guard for a couple of hours, 
then I will relieve you. Why, how sleepy I am. {yaicns) 
Well, I'll turn in. 

{takes hlanket andlays down hef ore fire L., Burt, c. 

Deitrich. Sthand gart, dot's always der vay, I got to 
sthand gart all der dime, {up stage) Charley White is der 



THE DUTCH RECRUIT. 25 

meanest man I efer saw, he makes me sthand garfc. (to Burt) 
Shut up yer left eye, I kick yer whole het off. {takes gun, 
pistol and sivord, should he old, from under hed, lays sword 
on table) Dot's what I calls preparations for war. {loohs 
at gun in right hand^ then at pistol in left hand) Dot's 
der olt fader und dot's der leedle poy. Vhy, dot's a son ouf 
a gun. Sthand gart! Anyting I likes ven I sthands gart 
ish to dook a smoking. I docks a smoking, {examines hox 
then pockets) Where ish mine bipes? {looks in led) Aha, 
I goes ter ped mit dot bipes. Now I docks a smoking. 
{takes tobacco from hox, light pipe with candle, hums nose) 
I don'd like dot. {business of lighting pipe) I kinder feels 
dot sleepiness mineself. {yawns) I feels exactly as ef I — ■* 
{looks at Burt) I tought dot veller vas escaped, dot ain't 
so — I gusht dook dot smoking den I stands gart. 

(business of getting pipe to mouth — commences to snore 

Burt, {rises cautiously and goes to door) Sleep on, my 
Teutonic friend, your drowsiness has proved my salvation. 

{exit 

Deitrich. Scat ! dem cats dey trouble me all der dime 
ouf I don'd look out. I got ter sleepen' — hallo, mine bipe 
has gone out! I gusht lights dot bipe, den I valks around 
so I don'd gat to sleepin'. {goes for the candle when he dis- 
covers Burt is gone — drops pipe and looks around) Oh, 
Misder White, dot brisoner done escaped by himself out ! 
White, {jumps up, grasps gun) The prisoner gone ! 
How did he escape ? 

Deitrich. I gusht set down to dook a smoken und ven I 
look around dot brisoner vas no vhere I see him. 
White. Most likely you was asleep. 

Deitrich. Nein, I vasn't asleep. 

White. Come, Deitrich, we must re-capture that rebel, 
or Harry is lost ! {exit r. 

Deitrich. {putting on overcoat) I got him pack again 
so help me gimminy jinglewax {exit with gun, pistol, sword 

SCENE II— Landscape in 2. 
Enter, Teddy i.. 2'E.., on guard. 

Ted. I wish this tarnai war was ended. It is nothing 
but foight aud stand on guard all the time, {yaurns) I 



26 THE DUTCH RECRUIT. 

haven't had a dacent night's rest for a week, and they have 
given us orders to be extramely watchful to-night. Halt, 
who comes there ? {looks R. 

Harry, {outside) A friend. 

Ted. Advance and give the countersign. 

Enter, Harry e. 2 e., 

Harry. I have dispatches of the utmost importance and 
must see the General at once. 

Ted. I will sind for the officer of the guard, {loolcs R.) 
Most likely this is the Gineral approaching, he sometimes 
comes around the outposts. Halt ! who comes there ? 

Har. {outside) Grand Eounds. 

Ted. Advance, Sergeant of Grand Eounds and give the 
countersign. (6/i^<?r Sergeant, gives countersign.) Coun- 
tersign correct, pass rounds, {exit to place. As Grand 
Bounds enters L.. Teddy stejys forward, salutes Harker) 
Officer of the guard, this officer here says he has despatches 
of importance for the Gineral. {resumes station 

Gen. Well, sir, what papers have you ? 

Harry, {producing pajyers) General these dispatches 
were handed me by Major St. Clair, who has been severely 
wounded, and he requested me to deliver them to you in 
person. 

Gen. Thanks, but to whom am I indebted for their safe 
delivery ? 

Harker who has heen watching Harry, dravjs revolver. 

Har. Do not attempt to escape . 

Gen. What means this outrage. Lieutenant ? 

Har. {pulling off Harry's whiskers) General, allow 
me to introduce Harry Pearson, the Union Spy, more prop- 
erly known as "The Avenger." {B-AURY folds his arms 

Gen. Ha ! Then you are the man we are ordered to 
keep a close watch for. What infernal scheme have you 
on hand now that brings you into our lines ? 

Harry. I refuse to answer any questions. 

Enter, Feank Duncan, l. 1 e. 

Frank D. General, I just heard of your intended sur- 
prise of the Union camp to morrow morning, and I come to 



THE DUTCH tlECRUIT. 27 

volunteer the services of my band. What ! Pearson. Ha, 
ha ! my fiae bird, caged at last. 

Gen. You know him, Duncan, who is he? 

Harry. The avenger of my uncle's murder ! 

{grasps him hj the throat 

Gen. Secure him, guards. (i^J)T>Y and R^uke^k seize 
hhn) Young man, your case is desperate ; I have orders to 
shoot you as soon a? captured. 

Harry. Such is generally the custom of Guerrillas, but 
hark: you. General, it is life for life, a ''Gray for a Blue." 

Gen, I do not take your meaning. 

Harry. But a few miles from here your courier is a 
prisoner . if I do not return my men will hang him to the 
first tree. 

Enter, Burt r. 1 r. 

Burt. General, I was captured by a party of scouts but 
a short distance from here, and — {jjoints to Harry) there 
stands their leader. I'll trouble you for my coat and hat. 

Harry. Now my fate is sealed. 

{takes off coat and hat and hands them to him 

Gen. {shakes hands with Burt) Allowjme to congratu- 
late you. {to Harry) And now to mete out to you the 
penalty prescribed by my superior. 

Frank D. General, there is a little matter of long stand- 
ing between the prisoner and myself, and if my well-known 
services would entitle me to the privilege of carrying out 
his sentence, you can call on me for any favor in return. 

Gen. Your request shall be granted. Captain Duncan, 
you will see that my orders are strictly carried out, and 
these soldiers will be under your command until I receive 
your report. Come Lieutenant and Sergeant, let us at once 
to our quarters. {exit General and staff n. 2 e. 

Frank D. Harry Pearson you are at last in my power. 
Prepare for the journey which you are about to take into a 
new country. 

Harry. When I first undertook the hazardous life of a 
spy, I made all preparations to meet death face to face ; but 
I warn you, Frank Duncan, by murdering me, you will not 
escape your just doom, for others are on your path who will 
execute the oath I swore against the murderer of my aged 
uncle. 



28 THE DUTCH KECRUIT. 

Franlc D. No more, I will hear no more. Teddy, place 
him yonder. i^^T>j)Y places Harker r. 2 e.) Now, men — 
ready — aim 

Shots heard r. Exit Frank Duncan, Teddy and Guerril- 
las, L. 2 E. 

Enter J Wbite and Deitrich, r. 2 e. White hands 
Harry a gun. 

White. Take this gun ; we must at once gain the pro- 
tection of our cabin, or all will be taken. 

Harry. Thanks, White, but let us start at once. That 
was a close shave for me. {exit R. 

Deitrich. I fights mineselflike der tuyval, aint it? 

Looks around, seeing the rest have gone, exits hastily R. 

Enter J Frank Duncan and Guerrillas, l. 2 e. 

Franh D. Escaped ! Follow me at once in their path ; 
take tiiem dead or alive ! {exit Guerrillas, r. 

Enter, Hariosr, Burt, General and staff, l. 2 e. 

General, the spy has escaped, rescued by his friends who 
have killed our pickets. 

Gen. Escaped! Have you ordered out an attachment 
in pursuit ? 

Frank D. Yes, General, at once. 

Gen. Follow them yourself; leave not a stone unturned 
to effect his re capture; then take him, if alive, to Belle Isle 
— let him starve for his audacity, {exit Frank Duncan, r.) 
Gentlemen, let us at once to the attack — all now depends 
upon quicii action. To your saddles immediately — ride for 
your lives. One hour in the field, is worth a whole day 
here. {exeunt L. 2 e. 

SCENE III— Wood in 1. Bain heard. 

Enter, Harry, White and Deitricf l., quickly. 

Harry. At last we are free from those human blood- 
hounds. 

White. Yes, we have thrown them off the scent; let us 
to our retreat, gather whatever we wish to take with us, 
and abandon this section for a time at least. 



THE DUTCH KECRUIT. 29 

Harry, You are right, since Burt knows of its where- 
abouts, the place will be made too hot to hold us. Dei- 
trich, you stand guard here, while we get ready for a start. 
Can you keep your eyes open now ? 

Deitricli. I can do dot, und if any rebels come ouf me I 
kills mineself ouf him, dot's so. 

Harry. Come, White, let us hasten. itliey exit R. 

Deitricli. (crosses R.) I must look ouf I got colt in my 
leg, I got der croup und den I die, und ouf I die I prings my 
barents paid heds do der graves mid sorrows, {enter Ted- 
dy, L., ill haUe) Sthop quick 1 Who vas you? 

Ted. Don't yese remimber me, Deitrich — Teddy O'Con- 
nor. 

Deitricli. You vas der veller dot blay me ouf der 
drumps und shoots und der mit its hed do both ends down. 
I guess not. 

Ted. Well, I am sorry for any misunderstandin' we hed, 
sure, an' I axes yere pardin. 

Deitrich. You can't fool dis dutchman, nary dime — 
March ! {ciims gun, Teddy attempts to put hand in pochet 

Ted. Ye dirty spalpeen ye, but — 

Deitrich. Shut up, no nonsense. 

Enter, Frank Duncan, l. 

Deitrich. Sthop quick — trow up yer hants — mark dime 
--or I kilts mineslf. {they mark time 

Frank D. You infernal Dutchman, I'll — 
Deitrich. No dalking mit der shentleman on guart. 

Enter, Burt, l. 

Deitrich. Sthop, quick — trow up yer hants — keep him 
oop, or I vires. 

Enter, Harker and Guerrillas, l. Harker creeps cau- 
tiously toimrds Deitrich. 

Deitrich. Ouf I vas a gommander ouf such a vellers like 
you, I vould start a graveyarts — vail in — 

Harker piiiions Deitrich's arras, Frank J)vi^cki<i places 
handkerchief over his month, Teddy takes his gun, goes 
1j., points gun at him. 



30 THE DUTCH RECRUIT. 

Ted. There, ye dirty spalpeen. Ye wouldn't shake 
hands wid Teddy O'Connor — 

Frank D. Silence, fool ! Do you want to alarm our 
game ? Take him along with us. 

(GuERRILtASj^ZC/^ up DeITRICH 

Har. Now, Captain, our game is once more within our 
reach. {exeunt R. 

SCENE IV— Same as seem 1, Act IL 

Enter, General U. S. A., Colonel Franklin and two 
Officers, r. 

Gen. Pearson not here? what could have become of him? 

Colonel Franklin. Most likely he has gone on one of 
his many expeditions, and will return ere long. 

Gen. I fear for his safety. Since learning that he 
whom we knew so long as "The Avenger," was the son of 
my old friend. Colonel Pearson, I have taken a great inter- 
est in his welfare. 

Col F. I hear footsteps, General ; you are imperiling 
your safety by remaining so long outside our lines. 

Gen. No man, who is an honorable soldier, whether 
general, or private, should be afraid to meet death in any 
form or shape. 

Col F. The footsteps are approaching this way ; let us 
sell our lives dearly if they are enemies. {draws revolver 

Enter, Harry a^id White, r. 

Gen. Ah ! returned — I had fears for your safety. 

Harry. This has been an eventful night to me, Gener- 
al. After you left here I returned to the Confederate camp 
in disguise, was discovered, and about to be shot, when my 
brave friends rescued me. Our retreat is known, and as 
Frank Duncan's guerrillas were in full chase after us, you 
had better leave at once, and I will shortly follow you. 

Gen. Again you have placed me under obligations to 
you. To-morrow I wish you near me if there is a battle to 
be fought. Will you accept a position on my staff? 

Harry. Yes, but for the day only. This is my place 
until I have fully avenged all wrongs. But, General, fly 
ere it be too late. (General, Col. Franklin and Orri* 
CERS; exit R. Harry throws himself on bed. 



THE DUTCH RECRUIT. 31 

Harry. Again those terrible forebodings of evil come 
before my mind. What do they foretell ? Can they mean 
danger to my aunt and cousin ? Oh, my poor unhappy South, 
why did you bring this righteous judgment upon you? 

\Yliite. Come, Harry, wc have not much time to lose. 
{iioke heard) Hark ! There is some one approaching. 

(Harry jumps up and opens door — shot heard 

Harry, {closing door) That was a narrow escape. We 
will have to make a stand here, as it is too late for flight. 

White. They must have either killed or captured Deit- 
rich, though I did not hear a shot fired. 

liar, {outside) Surrender and your lives will be spar- 
ed, resist and we will burn the house. 

Harry, (shoots through window) Take that for your 
answer. (shots heard y then all is still 

White. What can they be doing? 

Hwri^. They are gathering brush to fire the house. 
We must escape by the secret passage ; you go while I keep 
them at bay. (fire lighted 

White. 'Tis you they v/ant, let me stay. 

Harry. There is no time for argument, go at once. 

White exits through trap. Door hursts op)en, enter Guer- 
rillas — Harry fires, one falls. Enter, Frank Duncan 
and Harker, who grasp Harry as he enters trap. 

Frank D. Ah, my bird, caught again. This time you 
go to Belle Isle. (Teddy slips head first doxcn trap 

Tableau — Ctirtain. 

ACT III. 

Here a Battle Scene may he introduced, when wanted, with 
Marches, Drills, Evolutions, (&c. 

ACT IV. 

SCENE I— Same as Act 1, Scene 1. 

Uncle Ned and Negroes discovered. 

Uncle Ned. Help de ole man on de bench, he wants to 
tole you something, (they help him on hench) Now, you 



32 THE DUTCH RECRUIT. 

common niggahs, listen to what I tole yer ; Missis says dat 
yer are all free, {all shout) Dat yer ken go when yer 
please, and whar yer please widout any Massa or Missus. 
{shout) Massa Lincum dun sign de mancipashun proclama- 
shun, so dat now yuse as good as white folks, (shout) So 
all dose dat wants to work for demselves, pack up dere duds 
and bid good-by to Missus. 

{all exit L , hut Uncle Nr"o and SaxM 

Sam. Uncle Ned, what is you gwine to do ? 

Uncle Ned. Sam, I was born on dis plantation, and 
when Massa St. Leon was a little boy I toted him around, 
and now dat he is dead and gone, does ye 'spose I'm gwine 
to go away and leab de ole Missus ? 

Sam. Look a heah, Uncle Ned, you is as good as de 
white folks; now why doesn't you join de Bobolishun party 
and run for Congress ? 

Uncle Ned. You can do dat, Sam, as for me, I'll stick 
to de ole plantation. 

Sam, Well, good-by Uncle, dis chile is gwine, suah. 

Uncle Ned. (xood-by, Sam, and when yer gits to Con- 
gress don't forgit yer ole uncle, {exit Sam, l ) 'Taint no 
use talkin', dem darkies 'ull wish dey was back on de ole 
plantation fore long. 

Enter J Mrs. St. Leon and Maude, l, 1 e. 

Mrs St L, How well our old home has been made to 
look. 

Maude. Yes, mother, it was a miracle that naught but 
the kitchens and upper chambers were distroyed. 

Ifncle Ned. (bowing) Beg pardon. Missus, but de ole 
house looks kind of natural. 

Mrs St L. Yes, Uncle, just as natural as of old; but did 
you instruct the hands that they were now free to go where 
they please ? 

Uncle Ned. Yes, Missus, and heah dey cum. 

(Negroes cross l., to r., with hundles 

Negi'oes. Good-by Missus — good-by Uncle Ned. 

Mrs St L. Farewell — a kind farewell to all. 

Maude. How sad one feels to even part from a servant. 

Mi'S St L. Good-bye, Uncle Ned, 'tis with the deepest 
regret I part with you. 



THE DUTCH RECRUIT. 33 

Uncle Ned. Missus, I isn't a gwine. I was born on dis 
plantation, and wid your leab I'll die heah. I'se ole now, 
Missus, and can't do much ; but what I can do I will do.' 
You won't send me away, Missus? 

Mrs St L, No, Uncle Ned, while I have a roof over my 
head you shall share it with me. 

Uncle Ned. Tank you. Missus, tank you ; any place is 
good enough for me. 

Maude. If Harry were only here to enjoy this, our re- 
turn to the old homestead. 

Mt8 8t L. I fear Maude, for his safety ; 'tis over sx 
month since we have heard aught of him. 

Enter J Deitrich, r. u. e., in haste. 

Deitrich. D under vetter, vich vay I goes ? Hallo, dot's 
Misdur Harry's folks. Ouf yer blease, dot pig repel Veller 
vas afder me und I don'd know vich vay I gone. 

Maude. Go into the house ; there you will find some old 
clothes with which to disguise yourself. 

Deitrich. Ish dot so. {exit L. 

Maude. Mother, we must detain his pursuers at all haz- 
ards. Uncle Ned, you run down the lawn, and throw them 
off the track if you can. 

Uncle Ned. I'se gwine, Miss Maude, and if dey insist on 
cumin', I'll scrunch dem like a ped-pug. {exit r. u. e. 
^ Mrs St L. God grant we can save him from those ter- 
rible men. 

Maude. If they belong to Frank Duncan's guerrillas, 
they are as bloodthirsty as their master. 
^ Mrs St L. "lis strange that Frank has not troubled us 
since the fire. 

^ Maude. ^ He knows my feelings, and perhaps has foregone 
his determination to force me to become his wife. 

Uncle Ned. [outside) I tell you, Massa Harker, dat 
dey haint nobody cum dis way, suah. 

Har. {outside) Stand aside you black rascal — I'll see 
for myself. 

Enter y Haeker, two Guerrillas, and Uncle Ned, r. 

Ha/r» _ Ah, ladies, excuse me. 



34 THE DUTCH RECRUIT. 

Maude. John Harker, what means this outrage? I 
think that you and your villainous master have injured this 
family enough, without putting us to further trouble. 

Ifrs St L. Leave this plantation at once, or I will make 
a complaint to your superiors. 

Har, (bowing) My superiors would pay but little at- 
tention to one that bears the reputation of oeing the aunt of 
a Union Spy. I am sorry to trouble you, Mrs. St. Leon, 
but a prisoner has escaped from us, and we have traced 
him here. 

Mrs St L. I assure you that you will not find him in- 
side of my house, but Mr. Harker, can you tell me any 
news of concerning my nephew, Harry. 

Har. {aside) Here is an opportunity to throw in a 
word for Frank Duncan, {aloud) Yes, madam, six months 
ago Harry Pearson was captured by the Confederate forces, 
and condemned to be hung as a spy; through the interces- 
sion of Frank Duncan, he was reprieved, and is now in 
prison at Belle Isle. 

Maude. Then Frank Duncan had some other of his 
villainous schemes in view. Perhaps he is being slowly 
starved to death, like so many of our poor boys. 

Har. We are losing time in parleying thus. Men 
search the house. (Harker aiid Guerrillas start forward 

MaxLde. Hold ! You enter that house at your peril ! 
{draws revolver — at c.) If your master is rowdy enough to 
take advantage of two unprotected ladies, then I am woman 
enough to defy you all. {'picture 

Har. Stand aside, or I will order my men to fire. 

Maude. Coward, do you fear one woman? You can 
enter the house, but you will not find a single soul within. 
{aside) 'Ere this be has escaped by the rear door. 

Har. Search the house from top to bottom, {they exit) 
If he is found within, rest assured your conduct will be re- 
ported to our Commanding General. 

Mi's St L. We will abide the issue. 

Enter, Deitrich, l. 1 e., disguised as a tuoman 

Deitrich. Ouf yer blease, vas you der laties ouf dot 
houses ? 

Mrs St L. Yes, what can we do for you ? 



THE DUTCH KECRUIT. 35 

Deitrich, Hire me. {aside) I bin Deitrich. 

{crosses L., Harker r. 

Maude. What can you do my good woman ? 

Deterich. I can vash, I can make peds, and I can vait 
on der laties. 

Mrs St L. I think we shall need your services, as all 
of our help are gone. 

Deitrich. Ail right, I hires you. Look ouf dot nice 
veller mit a gay uniforms, I vender vedder my peau has 
got von like dot. 

Har. Did any one pass you as you were coming across 
the plantation ? 

Deitrich. Who vas dot yer tole me. 

Bar, Did you see a man as you came along? 

Detrich. A mans? 

Har, Yes, a man. 

Deitrich. Vas he dressed mit plue clothes, tind a fi-an 
like dot vay? ^ ^ 

Har. Yes, yes — 

Deitrich. I don'd see somepodiy. 

Har. ^ Curse you for a stupid dutch fool. {exit l. 

Deitrich, Gimminy, don'd I fools him. {dances 

Maude. Be quiet, if he should suspect your trick, all is 
lost. 

Deitrich, Here he cums. 

^^?/^r, Harker and Guerrillas, /rom Aow^^. 

Har. He is not in the house, come men, this way. {exit l. 

Mrs St L. Thank heaven, he is gone. 

Deitrich. Don'd I tink I vas a gone goose. Put don'd I 
makes a nice laties fer der situation? [grecian lend to l. 

Maude. Hasten into the house — they may return. 

Deitrich. I do dot, und ef you has no objections I dook 
dese clothings und I gone afder Misdur Harry. 

Mrs St L. Do you think he can be freed, Deitrich? 

Deitrich. I gits him free gusht as sure as mine name is 
Deitrich. 

Mrs St L. Come into the house, there we can araange 
some means to send him relief. {exeunt l. 



^ THE DUTCH RECRUIT. 

S CENE II^La/ndsca^e mL 

Enter, White, l. 

White. I can gain no information of Harry's wherea- 
bouts. Twice have I been inside the Confederate lines, and 
returned disappointed, (looks E.) Who is that coming this 
way — a woman, as I live. 

Enter ^ Deitrich, r., courtesies, 

Deitrich. Ouf yer blease, can yer told me der vay I 
gone to dotwillages? 

White, Yes, my good woman, but are you not afraid to 
be so near the rebel lines, and alone ? 

Deitrich. Nein, I bin afraids not, mine husband vas dot 
repel vellers. 

White, Come along, I will show you the way. 

Deitrich. Sharley White, I gusht been ashamet ouf yer. 

White. What— Peitrich ? 

Deitrich. Yaw, und yer called me mine goot vomans — 
Sharley ef I didn't know dot vas yer, I should tink yer vas 
makin' loveto me. 

White. Why, I heard that you had been captured. 

Deitrich. Yaw, I vas tooken brisoner by dem repel vel- 
lers, but I told 'em I knowed vhere you vas biting, so dey 
dock me along to show der blace, und vhile dey was sleepen I 
valks off. 

White. Well, I am glad to see you, but what means 
this disguise ? 

Deitrich, Misdar White, Harry is a brisoner at Pelle 
Isle, und py jiminny I gets him oud. 

White. Harry a prisoner at Belle Isle — then I will dis- 
guise myself as an old man and go with you. Meet me 
near the ruins of our old cabin. {exit R. 

Deitrich. I meets you all right, don'd been afraid of dot. 
Don'd I fools mineself mit Sharley ? He says, ' 'don'd been 
afraid my goot vomans." Afraid ! Oh, I guess not. Now 
I must go right square and git Misdur Harry from dot 
brison out. 

Enter, Harker, l. 

Har. Confound that Dutchman, how he fooled me. Ah, 
that dutch woman I saw at St, Leon's, 



THE DUTCH RECRUIT. 37 

Deiti^ich. How you do, Misdur ? {courtesies 

Har. Do you know that I think you are not such a fool 
as you look ? 

Deitrich. Ish dot so? 

Har. And come to look, you resemble that dutch pris- 
oner I had this morning. 

Deitrich. (aside) So mine gootness gracious, I's pat- 
ter I got out ouf dis blaces. 

Ha/r. Yes, and I will have to search you before you 
leave here. 

Deitrich, I gusht been ashamet ouf you to dalk dot vay 
to a boor vomans dot's all ouf herself in dis vide vorlt. 

Har. Alone or not, I am determined to search you. 

As Harker grasjps his left hand, Deitrich draws horse 
pistol and knocks him down. 

Deitrich. Dook dot, und don'd you nefer interfere mit a 
lone vomans dot's on der highvays. How you know put I 
vas Jeff Davis in betticoats ? [exit r. 

Har. {rising) Curse that infernal she devil, though I 
believe it was that Dutchman in disguise. How heavy my 
head feels; I will find my men, then pursue and capture 
him. {staggers out L. 

SCENE III— Stockade or prison in 3. Lights half down. 

Harry, and Union Prisoners, discovered lying on stage 
L. Behel Guard on stockade. Tableau — ^^ Prisoner's 
Dream of Home.'" 

Harry, Oh, God, will these inhuman fiends ever bring me 
anything to eat? {rising up) For thirty-six hours not 
even a crumb has passed my lips. Can Frank Duncan mean 
to keep that fearful oath he swore when I was first incarcer- 
ated in this horrible den. Does he think he can starve me 
into acquiescence to his wishes ? Though naught but a 
ghastly skeleton were left of my once strong frame, I would 
still bid him defiance. The hope of once more seeing my 
poor aunt and cousin is all that sustains me now. 

Enter f Frank Duncan, r. 1 e., with Guards. 

Frank D. Ah, good evening, Harry Pearson, your ra- 



38 THE DUTCH RECRUIT. 

tions do not agree with you, if I should judge by your pres- 
ent condition. 

Harry, Do you come here to mock my sufferings, inhu- 
man fiend that you are? 

Frank D. I come as a friend, to bring you this, my last 
offer. 

Sarry. Speak man. what would you say ? 

Frank D. I am in full command of this prison at the 
present time; here you are slowly but surely starving. Not 
many weeks will elapse ere you will sink into your grave, 
unknown and uncared for. I offer you life and liberty. 
Leave the Northern army — -join us; tell Maude that you 
owe all to me, and rank and riches shall be yours. Refuse 
me and your tortures shall be tenfold. 

Harry. I do refuse you, and with scorn. You offer me 
life and liberty, the two greatest boons to an American 
heart — but at what a price ? My manhood. I warn you, 
Frank Duncan, should you fulfill your threat and kill me, 
my spirit would haunt you till your dying day, the same as 
my poor murdered uncle's does at the present. 

Frank D. {aside, looking around) What can he mean ? 
Does he too, see that old man, with gory locks and haggard 
face. Why do I conjure up such fancies, {aloud) Harry 
Pearson, beware how you refuse this, my last offer. 

Harry. Though death stood ready to claim me instantly, 
my answer would remain the same. 

Frank D. Then starve and rot here, you infernal Yan- 
kee spy; as for Maude, I will tear her from her home at 
once, and if she refuses to become my wife, I will make her 
beg at my feet for the position. 

Harry. Inhuman fiend ! but go — leave me. 

Frank D. I leave you now, but remember that Frank 
Duncan always keeps his oath. {exit r 

Harry. Heaven is now my only hope — I will not repine, 
but try to say "Thy will, not mine, be done." 

Prisoner. Will they ever bring us food ? 

Harry. Do not be down-hearted, comrade; when all 
earthly hope forsakes you, look to heaven for guidance. 

Enter, Frank Duncan, r. 1 e. 
Frank D. Guards, be extremely vigilant ; shoot the fir.st 



THE DUTCH RECRUIT. 39 

prisoner that crosses the dead-line. Thirty days furlough 
for a dead Yank. 

Enter J Deitrich and White, r., in disguise j followed hy 
Guard, witJi lantern. 

Franh D. Here are the prisoners; look around and see 
if you can find the one you are in search of. 

Deitrich. Now Misdur officer, you tink I find mine 
boor huspant mit all dese brisoners? 

Harry, {aside) Deitrich here— what can all this mean ? 

Deitrich gets hetween White and Frank Duncan, White 
passes revolver to Harry. 

Deitrich. Now Misdur officer, you go mit me und mine 
boor deaf und dumb vater, tills ve finds him. 

Fragile D. Well, we will find him if he is here, and your 
request for his release shall be granted. {exit l. 

Deitrich. {speaks loud) Cum ve vill find boor Deitrich. 
(White nods his head, exit with Deitrich, l, 

Harry. Hope again spring to my heart; with this 
weapon I can, at least, take life for life. {lies down 

Enter i Teddy, r. 2 e., cautiously. 

Ted. Begorra, there goes that murtherin' spalpeen, 
Captain Frank Duncan, so that I'll have at laste a minit to 
look for Mister Harry Pearson. 

Harry. Who speaks my name ? 

Ted. Phwist, ye divil ! An' sure are yese Mistir Harry 
Pearson ? 

Harry. That is my name, but who are you ? 

Ted. Sure me name is Teddy O'Connor. Don't yese 
remimber the time that I came to your uncle's place, noth- 
in' but a skeleton : an' sure didn't ye, like a big-hearted fel- 
low as ye are, take me into the kitchen, an' give me plinty 
to ate and dhrink. 

Harry. Are you the one? 

Ted. Yis, an' fearin' yese might be hungry, sure I brot 
ye a loaf of bread. 

Harry, {takes Iread) Thank you, my brave fellow, 
and be assured that Teddy O'Connor will never be forgot- 
ten by me. 



40 THE DUTCH RECRUIT. 

Tedn Here's a ribil uniform for ye. {takes off coat mid 
hat) The countersign is "Beauregard." Bad luck to him, 
it ought to be Blackguard. 

Harry. "Cast thy bread upon the waters, for it will re- 
iiurn ere many days." 

Ted. Throw it into the wather, is it? Throw nice swate 
aitin* bread into the wather? Begorra, I wouldn't gev it to 
ye if I thought ye was goin' to throw it in the wather. I'd 
better make myself scarce, as here comes Frank Duncan. 

Enter J Frank Duncan, Deitrich, White and Guard, l. 

Framk D. Then he is not here ? 

Deitrich. Nein, mine boor huspand ve don'd can vind 
him. {weeps 

Franh D. Dry your eyes my poor woman, you may be 
more fortunate at Libby Prison. 

Deitrich. I tries dot blaces und hopes dot you got dot 
rewarts fer helpin' a boor vomans. 

Frank D. I can never do too much for a loyal South- 
erner. Come to my office and I will give you a pass that 
will take you any place inside our lines. 

Deitrich. Cum, vater, cum, ve got der basses, {all exit R. 

Harry. Here, comrades, I have a loaf of bread. 

Ml come front c, Harry divides hread. In going hach 
one man steps over the dead-line ^ Guard shoots him, 
the others drag him haclc. 

AIL Shame ! Shame ! {all exit slowly L., hut Harry 

Harry. Another martyr to liberty — but morning is ap- 
proaching — I must hasten to leave this infamous den. 

{puts on rebel coat and hat, exit R, 

Voice, {outside) Halt! Who comes there? 

Harry, {outside) A friend. 

Voice. Advance and give the countersign — Countersign 
correct. 

Enter, Frank Duncan l. 1 e., with Guards 

Franh D. Once more to gloat over the sufferings of 
Harry Pearson, then visit Maude, and force her to become 
my wife, {looks around) Not here ! Why 'twas but a 
moment ago I saw him in this very place. Come to think, 



THE DUTCH RECRUIT. 



41 



who was that Confederate soldier who passed us at the gate? 
Curses on him — he has escaped! Sound the alarm at once! 
Let loose tiie blood-hounds ! hunt him to death, {exeunt R. 

SCENE IV— Landscape in 1. 
Enter, Deitrich and White, l. 

Deitrich. Veil, py golly, Sharley, ve got out ouf dot places 
mit vigs on, aind it. {noise L. 

Harry, Yes ; but what is that noise at the prison. Can 
they suspect us? 

Deitrich. I gusht hope not. 

Enter, Harry, l., in haste. 

Harry. Ah, friends, I have just escaped from that in- 
fernal prison. 

Deitrich. Den dey got you pack again, py jibbity. 
White. Strike at once for the swamps, and we will try 
to throw your pursuers from the trail. {exit Harry, r. 

Deitrich. Ouf der gits Misdur Harry pack again, I plack 
mine dwo eyes yet. 

Enter, Frank Duncan, Burt and Guerrillas, l. 

Franh D. Did you see a man dressed as a Confederate 
soldier pass along this road ? 

Deitrich. Cans't you dicht sprecken. Nix-cum-arous 
all der vhile mit der hioelwirken. 

Franh D. I want none of your infernal dutch lingo, but 
plain English. 

Deitrich. Oh, you nix-for-stay. I don'd seen any podies. 

Frank D. Come on, men, at once for the blood -hounds, 
they will find his trail. {they exit r. 

Deitrich. Veil, Sharley, ve got rid ouf dem und you gan 
dake off dem vig und viskers. Ven you had dose vite vigs 
und viskers on, I tinks you vas mine grandfaders — now I 
tinks you vas mine grandmudders. How you likes mine 
dress? (White, takes off disguiso 

White. Very well, Deitrich, but you are not in style. 

Deitrich. Vhat is der reasons I aint in der styles. 
White. Why you haven't any pin-back. 



42 THE DUTCH RECRUIT. 

Deitrich. I makes a pin -pack, {pins apron hack) How 
you likes me dot vay, put let's go und see if Frank Duncan 
catches Misdur Harry. 

White, {takes his ann) Come along, hurry up. {exit R. 

SCENE Y— Rocky pass in ^. Set log r. Set rocks r. 3 e. 

Entei\ Harry, l. 1 'E.— falls, 

Harry. Hark 1 I hear the baying of those terrible 
blood-hounds — 'tis too late for further flight. There are sev- 
en charges in this revolver — six for them and one for my- 
self before I will be re- taken, {fires Ij) One less, {fires) 
Missed ! {fires) Both dead, and four charges left — these 
I will reserve for human blood-hounds. Now for the 
stream. {exit R. 1 E. 

Enter, Frank Duncan, Burt and Guards, l. 1 e. Harry 
appears on log, R. 

Frank D. Just in time — die — 

Harry fires — one (j\ikkd falls. Frank Duncan j^r^ — 
Harry reels. 

Harry. Oh, heaven ! I'm shot. Frank Duncan, may 
my curse haunt you — {falls into stream 

Frank D. Let us leave this place. That curse will 
ring in my ears forever. {exit L. , in haste 

Enter, Deitrich, r., who dravjs Harry fivm streawj. 
Deitrich. Ish dot so ! 

Tableau — Curtain. 

ACT V. 

SCENE I— Bark Wood or Bocky Pass in 4- Set trees 
and rocks R. am.d L. Set fire u. c. 

Burt, Teddy and Guerrillas, discovered drinking. 

Burt. Fill up, boys, I've got a toast to offer. Here's to 
the Captain, although he wasn't with us when we captured 



THE DUTCH RECRUIT. 43 

this brandy from that old fool of a Dutchman, but, for all 
that, he's a trump in a fight. Come, boys, drink this stand- 
ing, {rise and drinh 

Ted. No, the Captain wasn't along, but he had a smash- 
ing excuse. He was after a petticoat, one Maude St. Leon, 
and she is now imprisoned in the cabin beyant. {points L. 

Burt. Well, if the Captain wants to run away with 
young and pretty females, spend his time billing and coo- 
ing, and leaving the lush to us, why — who cares ? Not I, 
for one. Harry Pearson's death left the coast clear for him. 

Ted An' sure it's meself doesn't think he's dead at all. 

Burt. Didn't I see him fall into the stream after the 
Captain shot him? 

Ted. Sure an' lie'll be turning up some day like a cat 
wid nine lives. 

Enter ^ Frank Duncan, r. 

Burt. Harry Pearson will never trouble us again. 

Framk D. Who says he will? Whoever dared to make 
that assertion, lied. Fools, did I not shoot him down from 
the log, and watch him plunge headlong into the stream ? 
Does not his curse ring in my ears — and when I try to sleep, 
do I not see him and his cursed uncle in my dreams ? But 
no more — let me hear no more of him. I tell you once for 
all, he is dead — dead I say ! 

Burt, For heaven's sake never mention the subject 
again in his presence. 

Frank D. Give me some brandy. {^y.t>t>y fills glasses) 
Fill it up. {lays hand on hreast) There is something here 
'twould take oceans of liquor to remove. 

Ted. {aside) Begorra, the double murder sits hard up- 
on his conscience. 

Miter, Harker, r. 

Franh D. What now, Harker ? 

Har. A wagon train is approaching by the turnpike, 
and our scouts report that it is weakly guarded. 

Frank D. Men, at once to your saddles, leave not one 
Northern hireling to tell the tale. {exit, Teddy, and 
Guerrillas, r.) Harker, conduct Maude !St. Leon to this 
place, I wish a short conversation with her. {exit Harker, 
L.) Now Maude St. Leon, you are in my power ; I swore I 



44 THE DUTCH RECRUIT. 

would possf^ss you, and I have kept my word. Harry 
Pearson is dead, and I have naught to fear from any source. 

Enter J Harker and Maude l. 

Thanks, Harker, at once to the men and I will join you in 
a moment. (<?a??^'^ Harker r. I'e.) Harii you, girl; time 
enough has elapsed since the death of your c(5usin for all 
purposes of mourning; I am going on a short expedition 
and you must make preparations at once, as our marriage 
will take place to-night. 

Maude. Frank Duncan, I am a prisoner, torn from a 
loving mother's arms. You murdered my father and cous- 
in, and as you fear heaven's wrath do not carry your threat 
into execution. 

Frank D. Good, I like to see a little spirit in the one I 
love. First, one kiss, and then to horse, (goes toward her 

Maude. Back ! I warn you not to approach. 

Enter, Harker r., qidchly. 

Har. The men are getting impatient, Captain. 

Frank D. To horse at once, {exit Harker, r.) I will 
postpone my chaste salute 'till my return, {calls) Teddy ! 
Where can that Irishman be. Teddy ! 

Enter, Teddy, r. 

Ted. Here I am, sur. 

Fra7ik D. Keep a strict guard on that girl. I will hold 
you responsible for her safe keeping. {exit K. 

Ted. Begorra, look at the foine girl I've got to guard. 

{marches R. a7id l. 

Maude. He has gone at last ! who will aid me now ? 

Ted. Begorra, Miss, its meself will do that same thing. 

Maude. You ? Why you belong to his band. 

Ted, Yis, an' no, mam. It was meself that helped your 
lover Harry to escape from prison. 

Maude. Only to be murdered in cold blood. 

Ted. Don't belave it, Miss. Though I can't explain, I 
have rasons for sayin' I don't belave he was killed at all. 

Maude. But what reasons have you for assisting me ; do 
you not know that if you are discovered you will pay the 
penalty with your life? 



THE DUTCH RECRUIT. 45 

Ted, I am aware of all that, but whin I was starvin', 
Harry Pearson gave me mate an' drink, an' Miss, Teddy- 
O'Connor niver forgits a kindness. 

Maude. Heaven will bless you, my friend; but is there 
no way to escape from here ? 

Ted, Not at present, the place is strongly guarded; but 
I will hasten to the Union camp an' return wid a large force. 

Maude. Go at once. But first, have you a revolver ? 

Ted. Yis, take this, {tahes hottle from pocket) excuse 
me. Miss, that was me spectacle case, {hands her revolver) 
Take this. 

Maude, Warn the Federal General, who is an old friend 
of father's, of my danger. 

Ted, Begorra, Miss, I'm the bye to do it. [exit r. 

Maude. This shall be my protection if he fails to return 
in time. {sits on rock l. 

SCENE II— Wood in 2. 

Enter, General U. S. A., Colonel and Franklin r. 2 e. 

Oe7i. 'Tis strange that nothing reliable has been report- 
ed by our many scouts concerning the fate of Pearson. 

Col F. What do you think of the reprot that he was 
killed by Frank Duncan ? 

Oen, I hardly give it the least credence, i^ooks R.) 
Here comes White, whom I sent to obtain information con- 
cerning the whereabouts of Frank Duncan's band of Guer- 
rillas. 

Enter, White, l. 

Gen. What brings you back so quickly ? 

White. General, I had hardly set forth upon the expe- 
dition you sent me when I met one of Frank Duncan's men, 
who said he had information of importance to impart to you. 

Gen. Where is this man ? 

White. But a short distance from here. I will call him. 
{calls) Teddy, Teddy O'Connor ! 

Gen. A more villainous set than those Guerrillas, nev- 
er drew breath. Let me gain but a clue to their wherea- 
bouts, and they shall be blotted from the earth's surface. 

Enter, Teddy, l. 
Ted, That's me name, an' how are yese, gintlemin? 



46 THE DUTCH RECRUIT. 

White. This is the man, General. 

Gen. Well, sir, what do you know concerning Frank 
Duncan's band ? 

Ted. Sure yer honor, they are encamped down on an 
old plantation about tin miles beyant this place. I left but 
a short time ago to git help to rescue a poor female woman 
from his clutches. 

Gen. How many men compose his band ? 

Ted, Sure sur, ave I was on me oath, I should say about 
wan hundred, sur. 

Gen. Who is this girl or woman that is imprisoned 
there ? 

Ted. Her name is Maude St Leon, sur. 

Gen. The daughter of my old friend ! Can you lead us 
to this plantation ? 

Ted. I'm the bye that can do that same thing, sur. 

Gen. Do you know anything concerning Harry Pearson? 

Ted. Sure, sur, didn't I help him to escape from Belle 
Isle prison. 

Gen» You did, and where is he now ? 

MiteTj Harry, l., with head handaged. 

Ha/i'ry. Here, General, once more ready to fight against 
any traitor to the glorious old Stars and Stripes. 

Gen. (shaking hands) You are just in time, we were 
about making up a detachment to attack Frank Duncan's 
Guerrillas, and rescue your cousin Maude, who is held a 
close prisoner. But how did you escape ? 

Harry. 'Twill take but a few words to tell my story. I 
was imprisoned at Belle Isle for six months and nearly starv- 
ed to death, when this friend {jooints to Teddy) furnished 
me with a disguise and the countersign. 

Ted. Sure that's me. 

Harry. While in the swamps I was pursued by blood- 
hounds. I killed them both, and had gained a log which 
led across a stream, when I was discovered by Frank Dun- 
can, who fired, the ball striking my head; stunned and faint 
from the loss of blood I fell into the water, but was rescued 
by Deitrich. I bade him mention to no one my rescue, 
wishing Frank Duncan to beUeve me dead. But let us start 
at once, I yearn for the moment when I can meet him face 
to face. 



THE DUTCH RECRUIT. 47 

Enter, Deitrich, r. 1 e. 

Deitrich. Ah, Mr. Sheneral, I gusht cum down. What, 
Captain Harry, I tought you vas in pet. 

Harry. I was a short time ago, and would be yet if I 
had obeyed your orders. But Deitrich, we are making up 
a party to attack Frank Duncan's guerrillas. 

Deitrich. Ish dot so. But Captain I don'd tink dot you 
vas lookin' veil enough for dot fightin' business. 

Harry, I am good for many encounters with the ene- 
mies of my country. 

Deitrich. Dot's me too. 

Gen. Colonel Franklin, order your men to their saddles, 
and I will take command in person. 

{all exit R., hut Deitrich, a/>id Teddy, who crosses L. 

Deitrich. Veil, halio, Teddy ! 

Ted. Begorra, how are yese, Deitrick ? 

Deitrich. Shook, {shake hands) Vat vas you, a Un- 
ion mans ? 

Ted. ^Well, lam. 

Deitrich. Shook again, vas you sure you vas a goot 
Union mans ? [shake 

Ted. Sure I'm as good a wan as yese. 

Deitrich. Took anoder shook, [shake) Veil, Teddy, 
ve got trough mit dot fighting business, I told you what ve 
vill do — ve go und take someting. Vill you took someting? 

Ted. I'm the bye that will do that same thing. 

Deitrich. Let's took a valk. [exeunt R. 

SCENE Ill^Same as scene 1. Lights partly down. 

Maude, discovered. 

Maude. Teddy not returned. I fear he has failed in 
his mission, if so, then my only resource will be this revol- 
ver he so kindly gave me. Hark, I hear Frank Duncan and 
his men returning. I had hoped for a longer respite from 
his presence. 

Enter, Frank Duncan, and Mrs. St. Leon, r. 1 e. 

Frank D. I have brought you a visitor, Miss Maude. 
Mrs St L. My dear, dear daughter ! [emhracing h^ 
Mavde. Mother ! 



48 THE DUTCH RECRUIT. 

Frank D. You can now retire to yonder cabin and 
make all arrangements for our approaching marriage, which 
takes place to-night. 

Maude. Come mother, let us be together while we can. 

{exit L. 

Frank D, Everything is working to my wishes; byjove 
though, that was a fat haul to-day. 

Enter, Burt, and Guerrillas, R., with hottles. 

Well, boys, as you have done a good day's work, fill up 
your glasses and make a merry night of it. {fill glasses 

Burt. Here's a health. Captain, and mony returns. 

Frank D. Thank yoa, my brave men, and in return I 
will invite you to my wedding. 

BiiH. Long live the Captain, {they cheer) When does 
it take place, Captain ? 

Frank D. This night, in one hour. Fill up men and 
drink a bumper to my fair bride, Maude St. Leon, {all drink 

Enter, Harker, r. 

Har. Captain, a large force of Union Cavalry is ap- 
proaching by the main road ; 'tis too late to retreat, we 
must meet them here. 

Frank B. Out men, fall in and fight for your lives. 
[exit Burt and Guerrillas, r) Harker, where is that Irish- 
man, Teddy? 

Har. I have not seen him since morning. 

Frank B. Curse him ! 'tis he that has brought this Yan- 
kee horde upon us. At once to the men, have them ready 
to repel any attack that may be made, {exit Harker r. 

Enter, Mrs. St. Leon, and Maude, l. 

Mrs St L. The avengers are on your path, do not court 
destruction, fly, or your blood, will be upon your own head. 

Frank B. What ! Frank Duncan, who fears neither 
man nor devil, desert his men, what can you mean? 

Maude. Do you not fear death, with such a terrible load 
of guilt upon your soul ? 

Frank B. I have no time to bandy words with women. 
Do not leave this place under any consideration. 

{exit R., in haste — shots heard 



THE DUTCH RECRUIT. 49 

Maude, Mother, I am sure my hour of deliverance has 
come. 

Mrs St L. We will hope for the best. {firing heard 

Entei\ HaPvKER, r., staggers to c, falls, 

liar. Mrs. St. Leon, I am dying — forgive me for all the 
pain and suffering I have caused you and yours — forgive- — 

{dies 
Mrs St L. May God forgive you as freely as I do. 
Maude. Oh, mother, I hope the Union army v/ill be vic- 
torious. 

Enter, Frank Duncan, r. 

Franh D. All is lost, but, Maude St. Leon, you shall 
be mine in death if not in life, {draios dagger, starts to- 
ward Maude — shot heard — he staijgers) I'm shot, but 
death shall still wed us. 

Enter, Deitrich, r., with gun, strikes Frank Duncan 

who falls. 

Deitrich. How you like dot, Misdur Guerrillas? 

Enter, Harry, White, General U. S. A., Col. Frank- 
lin, Officers and Teddy, r. 

Maude. Harry, are you alive and safe? 
Harry. Yes, my dear Maude. Aunt, have you no word 
for me ? 

Mrs St L. We welcome you as from the grave. 
Frank D. {rising slowly) Curse you, Harry Pearson, 
can you not stay in your grave; and you, old man, go back 
from whence you came ; do not stare at me with those glassy 
eyes. Back — back I — {falls hack dead 

Deitrich. I done dot. {exit L. 

Maude. Misguided man, he is dead ; and Harry, I am 
thankful that you did not stain your hands with his blood. 
Harry. Let us try to forgive him for his many injuries 
to all. He is dead, and "The Avenger's" mission is ended. 

position of characters in last tableau. 

Gen U. S. A. Col. Franklin. Wbite. Teddy. 

Maude. Harry. Mrs. St. Leon. 

Duncan. Harker. 

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Freezing a Mother-in-Law... 2 1 

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Persecuted Dutchman 6 3 

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Ripples 2 

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S. H. A. M. Pinafore 3 3 

Somebody's Nobody 3 2 

Stage Struck Yankee 4 2 

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Other People's Children .'. 3 2 

P<jnii)'s Pranks 2 

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Rooms to Let 2 1 

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Seeing Bosting. 3 

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Ki.UUO Years Ago 3 

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Stage Struck Darkey 2 1 

Stocks Up, Stocks Down 2 

That Boy Sam 3 1 

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